non-deacon

a week later...

"Master! There is a letter!"

Finian cheerfully rushed into Phantomhive's mansion, walked through the corridors and was about to rush into Charles' office room, but a white hand that suddenly stretched out pinched two fingers, and Finian The letter in his hand fell out.

His feet made a circle on the spot, and his body spun, Finian slammed into the side wall at a distorted angle like a spinning top, printing a human-shaped pit.

"Mr. Sebas..." Finian lay dead.

The servants at the Phantomhive Mansion have not changed. After the fire in London four years ago, they returned to the Phantomhive Mansion, because this is their home for them, and the young master is theirs. The family, he believed that the young master was not dead and would have been waiting for their young master to come back, and now that they had finally waited, nothing seemed to have changed.

Sebastian put the letter away expressionlessly, and showed a decent and elegant (dark) expression to Finian who was lying on the body: "How can you be rash as a servant of Phantomhive's family, Fei Nian, I don't want a next time"

Finian: "...Mr. Sebastian" I haven't seen you for so long and it's still so scary~~(>_<)~~

Sebastian let out a sigh of relief, turned around and walked towards the door. After discovering that Charles appeared in London, he immediately rushed back to the Phantomhive Mansion. This time... Sebastian's eyes darkened , pushed open the door of the study.

"What's the matter?" Charles raised his eyes and asked, and then focused on dealing with the things at hand.

Damn it!He is used to living a leisurely life, and now it is really difficult for him to accept everything about Phantomhive all at once!Charles thought blankly.

"Master, your letter." Sebastian said respectfully.Ah, his young master is still so cute, looking at Charles Bastian who was working hard, he thought to himself, it seems that no matter how long it has passed, some things are still difficult to change.

After receiving the letter, Charles raised his eyelids and glanced at Sebastian, asking lightly.

"The letter from Torrance's mansion serves the Queen just like you, and the specific information is already in your file." Sebastian said.

Torrance, known as the Queen's Spider, served the Queen as well as Phantomhive.Phantomhive generally dealt with some urgent and difficult matters, while Torrance generally made some secret deals for the queen in the dark to gain dark interests for the royal family.

Hmph, is there any good connection between them, is Torrance out of his mind?I heard that the current Torrance is about the same age as him, but it is obvious that his IQ is not on the same level as him.She actually handed over the invitation to the ball to Phantomhive's mansion, hehe, what would the queen think when she heard the news.

The eagle dog who is also the queen holds different rights. If these two people get together, according to the teacher's statement, the queen may have a heart attack.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and Charles said lightly: "I refused it for me."Then he buried his head and continued with his work.

Sebastian was a little dazed, and the young master smiled, not that kind of ridicule or sneer, but that kind of natural smile from the heart.Is it because of the oriental man?Sebastian thought quietly.

As if aware of it, Charles put down his pen and looked at Sebastian calmly. Sebastian bowed silently and turned back.

"and many more"

The slender and perfect black figure stopped but didn't turn around, even though it didn't match his aesthetics.

Charles put down his pen and clasped his hands together on his chin, his eyelids were slightly closed, and his long eyelashes covered half of the color of his eyes, but it revealed a mature and stable blue color that belonged to him, low and low. A calm voice sounded: "Sebastian, I promised you, take this soul if you want it, if you don't want it, then be my deacon and obey me, in the name of Phantomhive. "

The demon at the door didn't speak. After a long time, he turned his head and revealed a perfect side face. His slender and alluring eyebrows curved, and his gorgeous red lips drew a dark arc, like the blooming of a black rose: "Master, it's getting harder and harder!" Entangled."

The demon knelt on one knee: "Yes, mylord..."

He bent down towards the highest king in his heart, the devil. It's not that the devil doesn't know what it means. If what he did to Phantomhive before was just a performance to conform to his aesthetics, then all of this now goes beyond range of performances.

What was the original Charfan Domhive?It is his king, his young master, and his food.

Doing all kinds of things in line with his aesthetics in front of the food, heh, it can only be said that creatures like demons sometimes don't even understand themselves.They have endless lives, powerful abilities, and can transform into beautiful appearances to mix with human beings, and laugh at the humbleness of human beings.

But it is precisely because they have everything that they don’t know what they want. Their lives are so long that even the devils themselves feel disgusted, so they start to pursue their own standards and standards, which they call aesthetics.

In the final analysis, it is just the science of demons used by demons to pass the time. I don’t know who once said that, what can kill demons is not the sword of demons, nor time, but loneliness.

Ha, no demon can see through this simple and profound truth, and now, I am afraid it has been discovered.The extremely treacherous and cunning figure with black hair and black eyes swept before his eyes. If he hadn't taken the young master away three years ago, everything might have been different.

Sebastian's heart was full of helplessness and self-mockery. Speaking of which, could he still be grateful to that Oriental?But he is a devil, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, what does this kind of thing have to do with a devil.